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Let em know
I was made for this
And gotta let the people know (where you from?)
Pittsburgh wiz khalifa bouta bring it home
Is he shakin' fools
half a rack for the snap back
Wiz Khalifa's on the coupe I'm talking black and yellow flapjacks

When I talk I be talking 'bout money
So please don't
and playettes, teachers, staff, and students
I am very honored to welcome you to the high school annual talent show
Brought to you by the makers of Wiz Khalifa
This one look like that one
That one match this one, fuck it

Money, money, money
It's young Khalifa man
And I got money hoes money and hoes
And I
biggest homie
Rich Homie Quan told me just get richer homie
So I'mma keep making millions independent homie
The money greener than the reefer Wiz Khalifa
uh
Pretty much the rest of the time we here
My little niggas got more money than you fuck niggas man
I promise

I got-I got-I got-I got so much
uh
Pretty much the rest of the time we here
My little niggas got more money than you fuck niggas man
I promise

I got-I got-I got-I got so much
better roll somethin'
Coughin' like you got a cold or somethin'
Tryna O.D. on THC
Nigga fuck around gave Young Khalifa a pound
Smoke the whole thing up
little niggas got more money than you fuck niggas man, I promise

I got so much, quarter million, little nigga I was nineteen
Had my hustle down pat I
My feet on the floor, I???m ???bout to turn up now 

[Hook] 

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] 
I be rockin' J's or 
I be rockin' Taylors 
I got lots
They say Young Khalifa, why you sound like that?
Then how the fuck you blow it by the pound like that?
How you young but you still run your town like
Yeah
Young Khalifa and Bern
Real niggas in this bitch
Everybody drunk, the fuck they want
Uh

It's not a thing we can't afford
Walk up in
Everybody that I'm with get high too
Only rolling in a Wiz Khalifa paper
Taylor Gang G-pen smell the vapor
Take it to the head before I walk up
to the middle of the day
Wiz say Dogg put the middle of the jay
Hey, why not? Not why?
We fly, we ride, she high, he high, we high
Fuck it, everybody
Sound's good enough
Straight da fuck up you talkin' bout nigga (talkin' bout me)
Montana
Khalifa man
(Snoop Dogg, what up?)

(French Montana)

It's
by Soulja Boy
    It's Nothin Lyrics
    by Wiz Khalifa
    Love You Down Lyrics
    by Honey Cocaine
    Love Explosion Lyrics
    by Marvin
Yeah it's young Khalifa Man
Mr. Spacely
Everyone call me man
Taylor Gang or die
And this project is brought to you by
Champagne
And paper planes too
the fuck I call house music
Taking pictures of this money, I'm a pick-pocket
Whip's got a fresh plate, boy I'm dish washing
Young niggas doing well, man
Get money addict, I'ma get "Money" tatted
Money in the attics, money in the stashes
Money in the cabinets, stuffed in the mattress
Safe full
that catalog
She introduced to that lock jaw
And I think her name was Lisa
Or maybe it was Sheila
My Chevy sittin' too high
I call that Wiz Khalifa
that catalog
She introduced to that lock jaw
And I think her name was Lisa
Or maybe it was Sheila
My Chevy sittin' too high
I call that Wiz Khalifa
that catalog
She introduced to that lock jaw
And I think her name was Lisa
Or maybe it was Sheila
My Chevy sittin' too high
I call that Wiz Khalifa
think her name was Lisa
Or maybe it was Sheila
My Chevy sittin' too high
I call that Wiz Khalifa
And I'm all about the new Franklins
Ain't talkin'
(Yeah)

I know these niggaz hoped I wouldn't make it, fuck you
Your hatred only made me wanna cake ya, fuck you
Wherever I see you nigga I'ma buck you
of chilly
Then I send a shorty from my block to the store for Phillies
After being blessed by the herb's essence
I'm back to my rest, ten minutes some odd